Having woken up,

Disappointment.

One more day wasted, what more meaningless march towards oblivion.

If there is no point behind it, why not now?

I hate this life, I hate it.

Maybe someday I’ll wake up at home instead of somewhere I recognise and immediately regret waking

Maybe

Someday

Wouldn’t that be nice.

One more weekend spent bending over and taking it from every customer who decides I’m their verbal punching bag

No freedom do go out

No freedom to try to meet these people who are totally apparently waiting for me.

Bullshit.

No one is waiting for me or looking for me.

I want to go home…

I want to go home so badly. I’m so tired of waking up all alone with no hope or indication that anyone sees me

Why does my entire life have to be a place that I despise and school? Why can’t I have enjoyment?

Please tell me what I did wrong I’m so tired of waking up for one more meaningless wasted day of invisibility.

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